Football: Start with the Kaka template, dominate the football field!

The next morning, Qin Feng packaged up his recorded training videos and a detailed report of his physical function data and sent them to his agent, Garcia.

The video was recorded on that small five-a-side football pitch, and the content is very simple.

It involves sprinting, changing direction, stopping suddenly, and shooting with the ball.

There were no fancy techniques, but every movement was full of power and coordination, which was enough to prove that his current physical condition was amazing.

After doing all this, Qin Feng stopped thinking about it.

He is not someone who likes to place his hopes on others.

For the next two days, his daily routine was extremely regular.

In the morning, I went to the gym to do core strength and flexibility training.

In the afternoon, I went to the small court to practice under the scorching sun.

In the evening, I returned to my cheap rented apartment and cooked myself a high-protein dinner with the simplest ingredients, then reviewed the football news from major European media outlets that day.

He is making final adjustments for his upcoming professional career.

For outsiders, the controversy surrounding him has only just begun.

……

Marca, Spain.

As Real Madrid's mouthpiece, this media outlet was the first to report the news of Qin Feng's departure.

La Fabrica: Another "Short-lived Talent": Promising winger Qin abandoned due to injury concerns!

In the report, the reporter reviewed Qin Feng's career in Real Madrid's youth training program with a tone of regret.

From his meteoric rise in the U17 era to his recurring injuries in the U19 era, he ultimately faded into obscurity.

The article concluded with a "kind" suggestion that, for his health's sake, the Asian league might be a better option.

This report immediately sparked considerable discussion on Spanish fan forums.

[It's a pity. I've seen him play; he's incredibly fast. I thought he would be the next Bale.]

Come on, seven or eight injuries a season, which team would want a player like that? Real Madrid did the right thing!

I heard he offended the B team's head coach, and there's something wrong with his medical report.

Stop with the conspiracy theories. Real Madrid's medical team is world-class. If they say you have a problem, then you have a problem.

Wish him luck, at least... he's handsome, isn't he?

……

Meanwhile, in Germany, the newspaper Bild...

As media outlets that love to jump on rumors, they keenly sensed the news value in Dortmund's transfer difficulties.

Finding a replacement for Götze is difficult! How should Klopp spend his €50 million?

The article provides a detailed analysis of several of Borussia Dortmund's rumored targets.

Mkhitaryan is too expensive, Eriksen is too weak, and De Bruyne is firmly on the bench by Mourinho, who simply won't sell him.

Borussia Dortmund seems to be in the awkward situation of having money but nowhere to spend it.

This report has caused anxiety among fans throughout the Ruhr region.

Meanwhile, their arch-rivals Bayern Munich not only poached their key player but also signed Thiago, thus strengthening their squad rather than weakening them.

On their side, however, they have yet to make any significant signings.

Even before the new season has started, fans have already sensed an ominous atmosphere.

……

Amid this climate of public opinion, a fax from Madrid and a crudely recorded video on a mobile phone were delivered to the desk of Borussia Dortmund's chief scout, Sven Mislintat.

Mislintat, nicknamed "Diamond Eye".

Shinji Kagawa, Robert Lewandowski, Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang... these future European football stars were all discovered by him.

He opened the video; the picture was shaky and the lighting was terrible.

But the content of the video made him sit up straight instantly.

The explosive power and body control that the black-haired boy displayed in front of the camera were completely different from what he had seen in the competition video a few days ago!

If Qin Feng in the race footage is a high-speed sports car, then he in this video is a jet fighter!

Especially that sudden stop and change of direction without slowing down.

Mislintat's professional eye told him that a knee capable of making such a movement could not possibly be made of "glass".

"interesting."

He turned off the video and picked up the Real Madrid medical report and the latest physical test data that Garcia had just faxed over.

The two reports reached completely opposite conclusions.

One account says he's about to be scrapped, another says he's as strong as an ox.

Who is lying?

Without hesitation, Mislintat dialed head coach Klopp's inside phone.

"Jurgen, there's new information about that Real Madrid kid."

……

Madrid, budget apartment.

Qin Feng had just finished a day of training, taken a shower, and was preparing to make himself something to eat.

There were only two eggs and a wilting head of broccoli left in the refrigerator.

Looks like I'll have to go to the supermarket tomorrow.

As he was thinking, his phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number from Germany.

Qin Feng paused for a moment, then pressed the answer button.

"Feed?"

"Is that Qin Feng?"

On the other end of the phone came a powerful and passionate voice with a heavy English accent and a strong German influence.

That sound...

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

too familiar.

In his past life, he had heard this voice countless times on television.

In every post-match interview and every press conference, the owner of this voice is always incredibly captivating.

"I am Jürgen Klopp."

Sure enough it was him!

Qin Feng's grip on his phone tightened unconsciously.

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound as steady as possible: "Mr. Klopp, hello, I am Qin Feng."

"Haha, it seems you recognize me, that's great!"

Klopp laughed heartily.

"Kid, I've watched all of your videos."

"The game video, and that rough stuff your agent sent me today."

"Then I looked at that bullshit medical report that Real Madrid gave you."

"So tell me now, which one is the real you?"

Klopp's questions were direct, even somewhat rude.

But the trust in his tone warmed Qin Feng's heart.

"The person in the video is me now," Qin Feng answered decisively. "The person in the report is me from the past."

"Great! I like this answer!"

Klopp sounded even happier.

"I don't care what Real Madrid's doctors are thinking, I only believe what I see."

"My eyes tell me you are a bolt of lightning. A yellow lightning bolt that can tear apart any defense in the Bundesliga!"

"Now, this lightning bolt has gotten lost and been left in Madrid by some fools."

"So, I called to ask you."

"Would you like to come to Westvall, to this most insane stadium in all of Europe, and have 80,000 fans cheer for you?"

These words were highly inflammatory.

Any 18-year-old would probably be so excited by this that they would agree on the spot.

But Qin Feng did not.

He paused for a few seconds, then asked the most crucial question.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Klopp was visibly taken aback on the other end of the phone.

He hadn't expected the young man to be so calm.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Then, he burst into an even louder laugh than before.

"I love this question! I fucking love it!"

"I need you to run! Like a wild horse unleashed, use your speed to break through their defenses!"

"I need you to be the sharpest blade in the counterattack!"

"I need you to use your breakthroughs to wreak havoc on those arrogant guards!"

"I need you... to fill the void left by Mario (Götze). No, not to replace him, but to make the team stronger in your own way!"

"Can you do it?"

Every word Klopp said was exactly what Qin Feng wanted to hear.

This is exactly what he wanted!

This is the perfect stage for the [Kaka template]!

A mentor who trusted him, and a tactical system tailored to his needs.

What reason could he possibly have to refuse?

"I can."

Qin Feng's answer consisted of only two words.

Yet it resonated deeply.

"Fantastic! I knew it!" Klopp's voice was filled with excitement. "Well then, pack your bags, kid! Dortmund welcomes you!"

"My agent will handle the rest. Hurry up, the preseason is about to start!"

"Yes, sir."

"And... welcome to this big family."

The phone hangs up.

The room returned to silence.

Qin Feng slowly put down his phone and let out a long breath.

He looked down at the empty refrigerator, then at the faded T-shirt he was wearing.

Then he smiled.

From this moment on, the gears of fate began to turn wildly.

……

three days later.

Qin Feng packed his few belongings.

A backpack and a suitcase.

Inside were a few changes of clothes, a pair of sneakers, and the football that had been with him for many years.

He didn't say goodbye to anyone.

During his years at Real Madrid, he was like a lone wolf, with few friends besides football.

Before leaving the apartment, he took one last look at the city where he had lived for many years.

He gazed at the silhouette of the Santiago Bernabéu Stadium in the distance.

That white football temple was once his dream goal.

Now, however, they have become the adversaries he must conquer.

"Wait for me."

He murmured to himself.

"Next time I come back, I'll make you regret your decision today."

After saying that, he turned around, pulled his suitcase, and walked straight to the airport without looking back.

The flight from Madrid to Dortmund takes about 3 hours.

When the plane landed at Dortmund Airport, he was greeted by his agent, Garcia, and an unexpected person.

Jürgen Klopp.

He actually came to the airport to pick him up in person.

Klopp was wearing a tracksuit with the Borussia Dortmund logo, a baseball cap, and his signature infectious smile.

He looks taller and more imposing than he does on TV.

"Hey kid! Welcome to Dortmund!"

Klopp walked over and gave Qin Feng a big hug.

"You look more robust than you do in the video, that's great!"

He patted Qin Feng on the shoulder and nodded in satisfaction.

"Sir, how could you..." Qin Feng was somewhat flattered.

"I happen to be going that way." Klopp waved his hand dismissively. "Let's go, I'll take you for a medical check-up first, and then we'll go check out the training ground."

"We'll show those German media outlets that I've brought back a genius, not some fragile person!"

Klopp's frankness and enthusiasm dispelled the last trace of unease in Qin Feng's heart.

he knows.

He's come to the right place.